So.. this was a long time ago, and ive never spoken about it to anyone.. I dont even know how it got started, but I always had a huge crush on my ex-neighbor of 2 years who lived right above me... She was a beautiful girl, went to school in Switzerland, was bilingual, and incredibly charming. I'm a good looking man, blue eyed, athletic, with kinda of a hipster look.. kinda right up this girl's alley. But when I first took her out, she was dating a musician. i knew she was way out of my league.. this girl deserves a doctor or a freakin rockstar, but i felt as far as looks, we are pretty even, so that's obviously important for my story.
it's also important to point out, this girl is progressive, has a nose ring and is pretty hip herself, though very respectable and not an 'easy' girl by any means.
so.. i used to ask this girl out every chance i got, but she was always taken, it got the point where it was a joke. and she was always so dang nice, it was hard not to keep asking. we did hangout a couple of times, and she ended signing up at the gym i workout at, and id always go out of my way to talk with her when I saw her there. it was always such a sweet encounter with her, i had never met someone who tried to be so nice, and it shows in her occupation too. i did eventually stop asking her out as much.. but it was only after we somehow started something strange, something thrilling and at times just as satisfying as having sex. I really can't say how it started.. I want to blame her, because Im not a creeper. But I somehow managed a routine where I would masturbate right at 4am, before I went to sleep. Strange schedule, I know. I wasnt a loud person and dont have the volume on my porn too loud, though before i 'settle down' i do watch TV and have a very infectious laugh when im stoned late at night. so i think with my routine, it was almost a cue that i was going to sleep.. like the TV is off and so on.. and i tell ya what, I heard her walking above me after i masturbated at times. and it became common, to hear this beautiful girls footsteps.
i thought it was so dang strange.. she had stopped going to the gym for rehab of an injury, so our encounters were less frequent, mostly around the apartments. sometimes id ask her to borrow something like a grater, and she was so sweet and eager to even come inside and show me how to get the zest off a lemon. And this was after things had progressed a little bit, she was still her same sweet self. I changed my routine to my bedroom at 4am every night, right below her room. i would try not to be too loud, not too loud to where someone could hear without trying. and the same noise (taps and footsteps) above me would happen. it got to the point where i would tap back on the bedroom walls, ever so slightly of course. and id get taps and knocks back... and I know, this sounds so freaking creepy. it did take a few weeks to progress, and my neighbor was always so dang sweet when i did see her, i was almost afraid she was playing me, baiting me somehow, which was almost part of the thrill. It got to a point where I was a little paranoid, and thought, what the heck am I doing? What's going on here, it got to the point where the taps were even more obnoxious, more obvious they coincided with muffled sexual groans. but let me tell you, before you call me out for being some misguided pervert. this happened almost every single night for the course of an 8 month period.. and it was in my head all along, maybe this girl is setting me up? but what made me keep doing it, was that every time I saw the girl, she was so nice, she did her best to give me her best smile.. it was so alluring, and at times we were a little awkward too.. there were a couple times when i really flirted with her hardcore, and told her how great i thought she looked, and she was a nice and as appreciative as ever. but.. she always had a boyfriend, even I had a girlfriend myself for a 2 out of 8 months.. which made it even hotter. I used to imagine she listened to us having sex.. though I have to admit, I never had the pleasure myself to listen to her, she actually stopped bringing men home the last 6 months of this madness. I don't know what she could hear, though she did have the advantage being on the upper floor.. I never made an effort to hear what went on above me, I didnt want to make that much effort in being a creep. But if she, as a woman, did that to me, it wouldnt bother me at all. And, sometimes I wonder if she rigged a shotgun mic to the wall, which is pretty dang easy. So, I never heard much with my ear against the wall, but I swear, a few days before she left, two nights in a row, I think she finally made an effort to moan out a little bit.. just to throw me a freakin bone. It was almost unmistakable.. and the sad thing is, her move caught me off surprise, so I when I look back on it, I think she really did let out some moans there.
And unfortunately, somehow the paranoia remained.. even though my neighbor was always so sweet, so charming, so nice the whole time... and now that I look back on it, what in a million years would make me think that beautiful girl would set me up? a girl who should have been able to tell after being my neighbor for 2 years, that I was a good man. So.. here's how it ended, and even though I had such a great time with her, I feel like this sweet angel was almost trying to hand me my fantasy with her. And it breaks my heart everytime I think about it... when she moved.. she did something i rarely saw out of her, because other than our fooling for 10 to 30 minutes around 4 in the morning, she is not a nightowl and seemed to be asleep and have lights off most nights by 11.. and on the night she left, a girl who doesnt seem like the procrastinating type, moved her last bit of stuff between the hours of 1 and 3am.. I did go outside two times, hoping to run in to her, but missed her. before that, i did wish her good bye, told her not to hesitate if she needed help moving.. i told her id call her for coffee sometime, and of course the sweetheart agreed. I dunno.. it sucks that i somehow still felt like a creep that night, because now that I look back on it, I wish I would have went out there and kissed her. I was glad when it was all over though, because needless to say, it wasn't a healthy relationship. But it was special, and even at the time, I knew this would probably be the only person this will ever happen with in my lifetime. And I look back on it, Im really glad I helped that girl get off a few times herself, because I know she was right there with me. There is no way she literally put in over a thousand knocks and taps on those walls, like she was fucking up there herself, for that long, if she wasn't as turned on as I was.... I dont know if anyone read all of this, but if so, thanks ( :
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My Secret Lover: Did My Neighbor Listen To Me Masturbate?
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My friend, as you say, this was a long time ago.
Move on.
Move on.